The skirmish on the long street abruptly stopped.
The combatants, almost subconsciously halting their battle, stared in astonishment at the three-story building.
Atop the three-story building, a valiant woman dressed in men's clothing was pinned down by the neck and lay disheveled on the ground.
The man holding her neck was drenched in fresh blood, appearing utterly deranged.
Almost everyone who witnessed this scene was dumbstruck.
A scene beyond everyone's understanding had irrationally appeared.
In Tianjiao City, where everyone's cultivation was stripped away, leaving them to rely solely on their physical strength, could someone really break through the military formation of over a hundred martial artists alone and reach there unscathed?
That was impossible!
Without cultivation, who could possibly possess such terrifying combat power?
Under the deadly still sun, Li Muyang's gaze coldly swept across all directions.
